User blog comment:Princess of Mousetheives/Creatures of the East RPG/@comment-39940417-20190805054609/@comment-39940417-20190805072438

Tyra cleared her throat, stepping up onto an old wooden table.

"Redwallers, as I'm sure you are aware, Mossflower may be in danger. This is not a reason to panic-" the Abbess shot a glare at poor Elijah-"as now is the time for you to act mature. Panicking does nothing to aid us, and it frightens the Dibbuns. If Redwall is to stay safe, we mustn't act in haste against the vermin army." Tyra looked solemnly around the room. "What the vermin commander said is, regretfully, true. To get anywhere near matching the size of their army, we must at least muster the whole East Coast." A wispy grin appeared on the Abbess's soft, warm features. "And that is exactly what I plan to do."